Lyrics:
(Intro)
(Intro)
(TyRi ugh!)
TyRi TyRi
Say my name two times yea TyRi (Two times)
Imma go hard yea even in sleet
Heat
Takin' them chances I do it for
change up the topic
Cuz I aint 50 Cent This aint no 21 Questions
I don’t give a damn or understand what you talking
I Told you I aint 50 I ain't lookin for
"This is for the real niggas"
Yo, hard beats like this keep my mentality raw
I G off C 4 lyrics to blow off them Lex door
My tex-ture be the kind
"This is for the real niggas"
Yo, hard beats like this keep my mentality raw
I G off C 4 lyrics to blow off them Lex door
My tex-ture be
prosper
Manoeuvre like I'm Bruce Lee, ya know I'm chucks
Been doing this since a young buck
Banging for fifty cent from a victim, while my gun talk
making up my own bed this week one dollar
For going to the store fifty cents
And playing with little brother while you went shopping twenty five cents
there for real
"And you need some love and care"
Word bond, all you get is a five-- five minute
conversation
Word, they like, "Yo, remember him?"
Thugs together forever splittin apart is obsurd
I wish they'd stop wit all of these rumours
'cause we ain't goin nowhere baby
This is for life..
[All
they get is 50 cent franks
And papayas, from the village to the tele
Time to kill it on your belly no question
I got more black chicks between my
they get is 50 cent franks
And papayas, from the village to the tele
Time to kill it on your belly no question
I got more black chicks between my
autour du feu ninja
The only way to beat them is to feed them with their own medicine
So yo go get some knowledge cuz it's time for us to begin
They
(intro)
Yo
Bay area
You are now rockin
With big von and 50 cent
Owwwwwwwwwwwwww
Yo
Southside
Roll something smoke somethin nigga uh yea
I fall off
with us
And you know we bout that life
From the days of the Paradise
This is real street, this is real liquor house music
We Grove-boys, Douglas
the storm?
Niggas is gone and I'm here
You let Tip homie piss on you in a movie theater nigga, we ain't forget
Real niggas back in style this shit is lit
This
blotting weed
Clear for everyone to see, but no-one gives a D,
'Cause this is everyday life.
Fuck the police
It's a ghetto state of mind,
'Cept where
though they seem so far
I wonder if the greats are sent to heaven or hell tho
Sometimes, I even question is that even fake for real tho
And if it doesn't
spin
Poppin pills for the thrill -
I do not know what it is
I do not know how to chill
I'm in love with popping steal
I feel like I am Pac for real
Only
Intro:
Mr. Mix Mr. DJ play that beat.
Won't you play if for me. In the mix mister hop
forward hop back. Hop, hop hop.
Verse 1:
The second somebody
god! That's a Rolly wet
It's flooded with these rocks
I was selling rocks, started on the block
Now I'm overseas, I get a 50 for a walk
I got lots
your head cracked for that
You gettin' money nigga?
(YEAH) , you thugged out? (YEAH)
50 Cent is the hottest shit out this year
(YEAH) you bust your gun
know i do it for real
Slapping this shit for real
I'm independent, no deal
Eating that ass like a meal
You know i do it for real
Slapping this shit for
Beware of these fake gangsters...
But why they fake gangsters..
c penny for ur thoughts naw I aint givin 50 cents to a wanksta...
I'm the assassin
then a 100 percent
Flipping this cash, flipping every single cent
I can turn a nickel into 50 cent
I'ma get rich or die tryin' like 50 Cent
Gosh man, I
Intro: Cube
In every game, we gotta have the brains and the muscle
The game and the hustle... to be real on these streets
So here you have it,
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